BlanketxSherlock
I could feel his hands tighten around my corners, holding me close to him. His grip tightened as they tried to convince him to leave me behind. But Sherlock would never do that. Even if it meant going to the Buckingham Palace together, he wouldn't leave me behind.
As he sat on the sofa I could feel the warmth of his body seeping into my fibers. He relaxed a little as John came into the room and sat down beside us. Sherlock's laughter made me tingle and fill with static electricity. But as he started to leave, Mycroft tried to snatch me away. To my relief, Sherlock was there, as he always was. He grabbed me tightly and wrapped me around his body. In that moment I knew I was safe in my hero's arms.
-J